I left Pamplona with a tear and an illusion.
A tear because I was living in a city that made me feel at home, a place where I felt comfortable, where I was happy.
And an illusion of moving to a more diverse place, with more movement, and an open door to the working world.
When I got to Madrid I found that I continued to be happy and I still felt at home. I was still surrounded with the majority of the people who had made me happy in Pamplona. On top of that, I found a sunny city, inhabited with kind people and less contamination than what I remembered.
Madrid is a large city, with a town-spirit: office hours are relaxed, lunches are long and people pause to talk to you.
There are a lot of places to visit: from cienmas and theaters, to museums, parks and bars… And if you don’t feel like doing anything, you can still entertain yourself watching the diverse individuals that live in this city.
Madrid is a chaotic and disorganized city, where everything is far, yet everything is connected by the wonderful underground metro system.
At this time I wonder, How long will this illusion last? When I leave it, will I shed some tears as well?
Getting to Pamplona from Madrid:
Bus: Continental Auto
Intercambiador de Metro Avenida América
Phone: 917 45 63 00